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THE AQUEDUCT

At the bottom of the valley – here briefly
more gorge than valley – the ice age river
runs white and rapid. Deep in its narrow banks
rest the vast brick columns of the aqueduct
that carries, in a narrow cast iron canal,
one hundred and twenty seven feet above,
water from the river tapped upstream –
Thomas Telford’s genius, recognised
as one with the Statue of Liberty,
the Taj Mahal and the Acropolis
and become a stop for Japanese tourists.

Above the valley along the toll road
Telford built from Holyhead to London
is the scattered village developed and named
for the aqueduct –

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JULY…

the month we found, beyond the rose of sharon,
past the mint and the sage, in the sunless
corner by broken pots and upturned
zinc buckets, the first wild strawberry…

when we walked up the Acropolis,
with feral dogs among the olive trees…

when we walked through Carnac’s standing stones
and heard the wind shake the fields of wheat…

when we decorated our first home,
with Chris Montez, ‘The more I see you’…

the month we met on a date blind like Cupid
or Justice –

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JULY…

the month we found, beyond the rose of sharon,

past the mint and the sage, in the sunless

corner by broken pots and upturned

zinc buckets, the first wild strawberry…

 

when we walked up the Acropolis,

with feral dogs among the olive trees…

 

when we walked through Carnac’s standing stones

and heard the wind shake the fields of wheat…

 

when we decorated our first home,

with Chris Montez, ‘The more I see you’…

 

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